Jungkook is crying and it feels like Yoongi's own heart is being pulled from his chest. To hear him sobbing and not be able to hold him in a kind of torture, and suddenly Yoongi's very limbs ache with the desire to get up and run to him, to do anything it takes to be in Jungkook's arms. There's no way he'd get in now, though, the hour too late for visitors, and being so close and so far would only hurt. All he can do is listen helplessly as suddenly the sounds dim and fade, another voice rising that he can't quite make out.

"Gguk?" He tries to keep panic out of his voice. They've all but said their good-byes, and still he's terrified the call might actually end. He can't go back to the way life was hardly half an hour ago, if that. He tells himself he doesn't have to, that he now knows where Jungkook is, that he's alive, and that that's so much more than he had this morning. It doesn't dim the ache that comes with knowing they have to hang up soon. Why didn't he try harder to find him sooner? Why isn't he there now? "Gguk — I love you. I'm so — so sorry I'm not there. Please don't cry. I'm coming, okay?" It's all he can do to fight back tears of his own, throat growing tighter with every word. "It'll be okay. We'll be together and it'll be okay."